I sometimes wonder what life would be like if suddenly every grain of sand turned into a pug. Think about it, every dessert, every beach, just pugs everywhere. You're sitting on the beach, you're building a sandcastle, the ground beneath your feet begins to shake, suddenly the bucket your holding explodes from the force of thousands of pugs from seemingly nowhere. You look down, you notice there's nothing beneath you but pugs. Pugs everywhere, so much the inhabitants of the world begin to suffocate as the pugs roam free.

But what if they were tiny pugs the size of sand like tiny sand-sized pugs and they all squirmed around like ants and they could lift like 10 times their weight and you commanded a pug army to bury your foes.

Let's think of this from an astronomical point of view. Cosmologists claim that there are more grains of sand on Earth than stars in the Universe. That's a lot of ******* sand. Replacing all grains of sand with pugs would take up so much space it would protrude out of our atmosphere, essentially destroying it.

that would be ******* adorable until the sand dunes and beaches fill with billions of pugs, and untold millions of them are crushed to death under the weight of the ones above. Once the crushing subsides and the still whimpering corpses of the dying pugs stop their kicking, the hordes of pugs will begin eating their dead. After a few hours billions of pugs begin ******** all over themselves and their dead, while still more pugs are pushed into the sea by their numbers and drowns in the now brownish red tide.